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@victorystears
Send ✍️ and I’ll share something from my RP wishlist
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Hello Hello
fearfulfracture:
Victor chuckled, loosening his grip so she could move away if she desired. “No need. I know it wasn’t your fault. Besides, I’m simply glad you’re back.”
He left off how much he’d (surprisingly) missed having her around.
Once stable, she gave a small nod but didn’t really move from her spot. She wasn’t bothered a bit to be this close to him, though many others would be, to her there was nothing odd about being this close.
“I apologize for taking so long to return. There were... complications with things.”
Hello Hello
@fearfulfracture
He catches the woman gracefully. “Why hello there, Raven. Good to see you again.”
Raven wasn’t sure what she was more caught off guard about, the fact that this no faced blog of a person had snuck up behind her, kidnapped her, and then threw her at her boss... or the fact that he didn’t even seemed surprised and just easily caught her.
"My apologies for this. I was not expecting to be caught and... gifted... like this.”
cravenwill:
“Under those papers, perhaps? I do believe one of the agents may have dropped off for review some device the technology department has been working on.”
“I did not see anything during my first inspection but... the beeping sounds to be from... the women’s bathroom.”
“Something keeps beeping but... I can’t find the source.”
Shipping Info
SHIPPING INFO // answer the following for your muse(s) so people know how shipping works on your blog. REPOST. don’t reblog.
WHAT’S YOUR OTP FOR YOUR MUSE?:
...uh... she was created to be shipped with Victor
WHAT ARE YOU WILLING TO RP WHEN IT COMES TO SHIPPING?:
She’s focused on work and her boss and whatever makes him happy so... you’ll be hard pressed to get with her if you try but I’m willing to try anything.
HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?:
Long as both are adults and ready for a relationship with one another, it doesn’t matter.
ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?:
For Raven... very.
HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY’RE CONSIDERED NS.FW?:
Anything that I feel is beyond public PDA is not safe. Though, things like just saying ass grabbing or frenching is fine since it’s text.
WHO ARE OTHER MUSES YOU SHIP YOUR MUSE WITH?:
None as of right now... she only have eyes for a certain Victor.
DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?:
They darn well better... if they want to RP it. If it’s just them mentally shipping and never saying anything, that’s fine too.
HOW OFTEN DO YOU LIKE TO SHIP?
All. The. Time.
ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?:
Hm.... wishy-washy here. I can be obsessed at times.
ARE YOU MULTISHIP?:
Yes.
WHAT IS ( ARE ) YOUR FAVORITE SHIP(S) IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?:
In this fandom... I ship a lot of things that are popular. I don’t really have more than 1 ship that I’m against but I’m not saying it here :)
FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?:
Talk to me. I don’t mind already existing relationships before our muses interact but those must be talked about beforehand so we know their backstory.
tagged by: @cravenwill tagging: anyone that wears body glitter
cravenwill:
He nodded, then headed off, returning only a few moments later with his hair more thoroughly dried and a towel draped around his still-damp shoulders.
With a small chuckle, he picked up the bowl, then opened his refrigerator to pull out eggs. “Come now, you’re not being picky. I just want to know what you like. Food’s supposed to make people happy…” He paused for a moment as he cracked the eggs, then the smirk returned. “And besides, if you don’t tell me, I’ll just make tomato omelettes.”
He glanced over at her. “Ah, did you turn on the stove yet? Set the pan with some oil on the there so it’ll start warming up.”
She had done as requested a moment ago, thankfully his stove hadn’t been one of the more complicated ones that she had to figure out just how to turn on.
“A tomato omelette sounds... interesting.” she admitted. “I do not recall ever having one before.”
Nodding, she did as she was told, though it took a moment to find the oil since she was not familiar with his kitchen.
“Do you re-... do you need help with anything else?” she asked, trying to speak more normally and less like a subordinate at the moment.
fragmenthearted:
victorystears:
“I live to serve, Ma’am.” It was a common response to any question. This was Raven’s livelihood and she would do whatever you boss asked of her, no matter how corrupted it was. Such was the mind process of someone that had secretly learned of being a fractured dimension.
“No Ma’am. I am ready to go at any time.” Raven stated, clicking her heels together before saluting her boss. “My weapons are in top shape, as am I, and are ready to head out at any moment.”
“I’m glad to hear that.” Turning her back to the other woman, casually, as if she did this all the time, she reached up behind her to undo a fastening, then shrugged off her dress and stepped out of it like she was a butterfly shedding its cocoon. The motion revealed a dark, vaguely sun-shaped mark, looking almost but not quite like a tattoo in the middle of her back, between and easily spreading over her shoulder blades–she didn’t seemed to notice and/or care.
With the same quick movement, she scooped up a bundle of clothes not dissimilar to other agents’ and easily slipped those on before turning back and began to walk to the door, gesturing for the other woman to follow. She picked up her gun, then her swords. Best not to be too careful.
“Come along then.”
Raven didn’t react to her boss stripping, as it was just another woman’s body, nothing too out of the ordinary, though the darkened tattoo like design against Victor’s skin almost surprised Raven.
“Yes Ma’am.” she answered, appearing two steps behind her boss. If her boss was bringing her gun and the duel swords then Raven knew this was something to be taken seriously. Her fingers twitched in anticipation at seeing her boss fight on the field.
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ATTRACTIVENESS:
repulsive ― hideous ― ugly ― not attractive ― unappealing ― not unattractive ― meh ― no preference ― ok ― mildly attractive ― nice looking ― cute ― adorable ― attractive ― pleasant on the eyes ― good looking ― hot ― sexy ― beautiful ― gorgeous ― hot damn ― would tap that ― perfect ― godlike ― holy fuck there are no words
PERSONALITY:
grating ― irritating ― frustrating ― boring ― confusing at best ― awkward ― unreasonable ― psychotic ― disturbing ― interesting ― engaging ― affectionate ― aggressive ― ambitious ― anxious ― artistic ― bad tempered ― bossy ― charismatic ― appealing ― unappealing ― creative ― courageous ― dependable ― unreliable ― unpredictable ― predictable ― devious ― dim ― extroverted ― introverted ― egotistical ― gregarious ― fabulous ― impulsive ― intelligent ― sympathetic ― talkative ― up beat ― peaceful ― calming ― badass ― flexible
HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD BE TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM.
not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending ― fuck no! ― never ― no way ― not likely ― not sure ― indifferent ― i’m asexual ― maybe ― probably ― it depends ― fairly likely ― likely ― yeah sure ― yes ― would tap that ― hell yes ― fuck yes! ― wishing that could happen right now ― as many times as possible ― we are already having sex
LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:
never in a million years ― worst of enemies ― enemies ― rivals ― indifferent ― neutral ― acquaintance ― friendly toward each other ― casual friends ― friends ― good friends ― best friends ― fuck buddies ― bosom buddies ― practically the same person ― would die for them ― true friends ― my only friend
FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:
i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them
CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:
i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them
HOW GOOD OF A KISSER:
worst kisser ever ― terrible ― bad ― awkward ― just okay ― alright ― pretty good ― good ― makes me moan ― excellent ― exciting ― oh god they’re good ― i dream about it ― fucking amazing ― absolute perfection ― we haven’t kissed
Tags: #//it doesn't really come through but he really does respect her as an agent too #//and he likes working with her
She enjoys working with him as well. Just saying.
Send my muse sexy underwear you think they would wear
cravenwill:
He sighed, then tugged on his bangs one more time and let go, examining his gloves after he did so. After a moment, he let out another despondent breath.
“Hell, it’s going to just end up in the food and make it taste strange, isn’t it? I’m going to go get another towel.”
Turning to leave again, his lips curled in a slight smile. “Well, it would help if you told me what you wanted–but turning on the stove and getting out a bowl is a good start.”
“Not a good idea to digest dye.” she agreed, nodding.
If it got him to fully dry his hair then it was fine. Wouldn’t lie, he looked damn good with dripping wet hair that was causing it to cling to him and dampening his shirt but she didn’t want him to catch a cold.
“Now why would I be picky when my own boss is generously offering to make something?” she asked, nodding. “I think I can manage that much, at least.” she chuckled.
cravenwill:
He flinched slightly at her touch to his bangs, then tried to hide it with a puzzled stare at the offending piece of hair. “Is it still? It just doesn’t seem to want to hold this time…”
“I’m sure it’ll be fine.” He waved a hand dismissively. “Food comes first.”
“Hair that is dyed too much losses it’s ability to hold the dye.” She stated. She knew from the people around her, always complaining about their hair not holding the dye as long as it use to.
“If you say so.” she replied, knowing better than to fight in on it. “Do you... want some help? I’m not much of a cook but I can help prep?”
cravenwill:She needn’t have worried too much; it didn’t take him long to reappear, his hair still damp–and honestly, dripping a little bit of grey water onto his broad shoulders–and fully dressed again in a long sleeved shirt, long pants, and customary gloves.
“Do you have any preferences, or foods I should avoid?” he asked unceremoniously–he hated cooking for just himself, and as far as he was concerned, her staying meant she wanted food, so he was going to make something either way.
She stared for a moment before walking over to him. “Sir, your dye is coming out of your hair.” she stated, reaching up and flicking a drop of water from his bangs. “I know you wear dark but dyeing your clothes with watered down hairdye isn’t good.”
“For now, let’s get your hair dried before cooking.”
He needed someone to talk some sense into him, best be her since she was by his side already.
cravenwill:
He really hoped that she didn’t think he’d pull something like this while Elle was in the house–or rather, he would have hoped that if he hadn’t been completely out of it.
Victor blinked, staring for a second to process what she was asking him, then shrugged. “Stay, and I’ll make you something too.”
With a wave, he headed off to do what he had said; namely get dressed and take a shower.
Her boss was acting drunk. Best to listen out for any noise, just in case he falls or slips... or anything, really. To top it all off, he had just brought up making them food. What was she going to do with him? This was troubling, to say the least.
Honestly, this is a complete shock. Seeing him like this is rather unsettling... but also kind of cute. she thought.
“Two... presidents?”
nsfw headcanons! II
👌 - What is your muse craving to do to a partner?
💗 - What are they craving to be done to themselves?
⭐️ - Which everyday situations tend to make your muse feel horny?
💑 - What do they think of while they masturbate?
🐙 - What kind of porn would they be into?
🕘 - When's a good time to approach your muse and break it to them you're in the mood?
💦 - How do they like to climax?
👤 - Is there someone they fantasize about?
👀 - What gets them in the mood when they just see it?
📞 - How do they tell their partner they want them?
cravenwill:
He waved a hand at her, his voice a little slower and more casual than usual.
“Oh yes, everything’s fine. Elle’s just off with her grandparents for the week and I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night, you know… Well, it’s not like I sleep much anyway, but it was less than that. But it’s not anything to be concerned about, I’m just a little shaky from all the coffee this morning, that’s all.”
He raised one hand, stretching a bit before letting his arms fall again, then shook his head. “I should probably get dressed… definitely need a shower…”
Wait... she was over here without the little chaperone? Raven hoped little Elle didn’t learn about this. That would cast her in a bad light in the little lady’s eyes.
Staying in place, she cocked her head. “Shouldn’t you eat something then?”
Raven didn’t mind waiting for him to get a shower, or dressed, but she was concerned that he was working on little sleep and only coffee, from the sound of things.